Take Back the Skies

This may be a controversial statement, but I have to come out and finally pledge my support of the government’s campaign against video games. The harsh reality of it struck me the other day while driving. A news chopper caught my eye as it reported traffic conditions, but its invaluable service to the community at large was the last thing on my mind. I couldn’t think of anything else but fighting it until it exploded.

Naturally, the sordid world of video-gaming has conditioned me to the violent impulse to destroy all helicopters at sight. Acclaimed series like Devil May Cry, Metal Gear Solid and Ninja Gaiden have been training our nation to resist what is, in reality, a completely fabricated threat. Still, we’re put through boot camp daily, and the regimen stresses an “any means necessary” sort of thinking. Whether they are dismantled by sword, gun, or fisticuffs is completely up to the individual.

What these games haven’t been teaching us is how to own up to the risks involved.

Television isn’t any more innocent a medium. On Fox’s critically acclaimed show 24, federal agent Jack Bauer (Kiefer Sutherland) took down helicopters by himself on many separate occasions, each of which was vividly and awesomely documented. Even the video game (taking place between the second and third seasons) featured multiple stages pitting the player, in one instance as Jack Bauer and in another as Tony Almeida, against battle-armed choppers.

Aside from 24, most of these products originated in Japan. How many helicopters do you see flying around that island?

None.

Don’t let anyone tell you it hasn’t always been this way, though. Aside from the rare and rad occasion (like Airwolf or Cobra Command), helicopters have stayed our enemy for decades. Just look at something like Double Dragon II (pictured), in which we see a chopper continually dropping enemies out on a rooftop, leading to a crescendo in the form of a two-on-one boss fight.

Recent games, such as Ghost Recon: Advanced Warfighter, have attempted to put you back in control of the ghetto bird. Sadly, Ubisoft’s plan backfired, because that game is too fucking hard.

Pre-season Predictions

These bold estimations come courtesy of our own resident sports stats swami, Patrick George (pronounced ‘Gay-Org’) Sanders. Looks rough, but I have higher hopes than this cynical sideline-hound:

I think that Joseph Luster actually has a really vicious schedule this season (Home games in bold, w/ my predictions in parentheses):
Week One: Sleeping in (W)
Week Two: Watching cartoons (W)
Week Three: Going to Best Buy to look at DVD’s (L)
Week Four: Building toy robots (L)
Week Five: Holding hands with John Wishon (L)
Week Six: Lifting milk cartons as if they were weights (W)
Week Seven: Considering employment (L)
Week Eight: Come up with a zany comic idea (Home Coming Game) (W)
Week Nine: Polish glasses (L)
Week Ten: Wax B.B. gun (W)

I don’t think that Mr. Luster is Bowl-bound.

Update: Upon further review of Joseph Luster’s schedule I would like to rescind my previous statement. Clearly Joseph can win Week 7’s matchup against “Consideration of Employment.” This would make Mr. Luster 6-4 on the season, thus being bowl eligible. Las Vegas odds-makers are forecasting Luster to end up in the Jerry Green Bowl against “Watch Pat Make Out with Some Nasty Old Chicks, and then Vomit on Himself” out of the BDC (Baby Dick Conference). Luster is a 3-1/2 pt favorite.

We Are, We Are On The Cruise

The Joseph Luster Report is tweaking into a whole new era (G-funk; step to this, I dare ya). I’m taking this blog onto a whole new level (the rhythm is the bass and the bass is the treble).

Come with Joey Coco – where rhythm is life… and life is rhythm:

That’s right, it’s time for Season Three of the Joseph Luster Report. Coming up this season: Gas Baby, Slamm Dunk, East Coast Revengers, Wayne Wonder, Celebrity Interviews, and more!

The Day the World Began to Turn

Greetings, all! Sit down, sit down. Today is truly a day of merriment, for it is the day that, twenty-five years past, Joseph Luster was born!

(hurrah, hurrah)

(fanfare begins and Joseph sits down on his throne)

To celebrate this day, I decree that you shall all buy him things from his wishlist!

(hurrahs continue. A single naysayer raises his thumb against The Earl. He is vanquished with haste)

Now, disperse, and go cast your eyes upon The Earl’s latest cinematic review!